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Too Perfect

Dakota: I suppose you want to go home?
Me: Heck no! Let’s check out Paris!
We went to the Eifel Tower until Dakota had a gained back enough energy to bring us back. It was so romantic; I have never seen anything like it. I was to wrapped up in the fact that I was in love with a wizard, err I mean witch.
Me: I don’t want to go home…
Dakota: Maybe we can stay for a little bit more.
I kissed him. He was to perfect.
Dakota: Latte… Latte….
Two lattes showed up.
Me: You know me all to well.
Just when you think he is too perfect he makes it better.
Dakota: I am surprised you didn’t take the magic thing differently.
Me: Why would I do that?
Dakota: I thought that you would be mad that I didn’t tell you before.
Me: The fact that you don’t tell anyone, that no one else knows makes me happy. Makes me special.
I kissed him again.

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